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Posted 10 January 2003 - 11:54 AM

THE WORD
Intro

Loin vestments divested by he who is vested
With the thrill skillz of the sea seals
Niggaz make way for the outer limit
The words of the infinite…

Once again the African man rise through storm and rain
The ruin intensity of his pain
To bring this message
From the sage of this age…

1st Verse

From the intrigue of the mist
Rises the son of the soil
Whose toil quells the boil
Give rest to those souls
Who seek a dose
Of African Wisdom
The final solution to the cataclysm of the schism.

My metaphysic penis resurrects like the phoenix
Defies all laws of physics, quantum mechanics/ I flaunt this
Through the bliss I bring upon those who seek the loin seeds
Of the black Mo-ses/ still from the mist
The crystal maze of the next phase/ watch this space
Cos I bring good tidings/ binding on cause of the moors
The conquest of the master race
by refusing to move to the pace of the rat race
The productive sources of the black Moses
The catalyst of this metamorphosis
The face of evil dissolved by the sheer resolve of the dark skin forces
The master of intergalactic hypnosis
Who spoke Swahili against the prognosis
To de-sexualize the black ass
The truth flows from the nose of the sphinx
The missing link to confirm that we was kings…

2nd Verse

The wind billow on the mountainside
The dews of Zeus poise to sooth my mind
Transforming dry hays into greener pastures
The righteous smoke weed/ need no creed
Unzip the Alcatraz and let the phallus rise to the call
which they say led to the fall
Your sins are washed away
by the flush of passion, those that stray
try to prevail
over the ephemeral philosophies that seek to thrill
The lies you’ll realized’ you’ll soon despise
Your feet is set on the path of the wise
But your eyes are fixed on the roads of demise
Alas! Arise to the call
No need for counterfeito
Ignore the call
You be resting like Carlito/ amigo
Excuse my America Latino
No semantic abuse for all the news you can use
I bring you the word not the evangelical sword
That seeks to tie you mind in Rosicrucian binds
Facades are discovered
Fakes are uncovered
Dangerous minds aligned
Crystallized by the word,

Words of the wise son … recognize!


By

IL MAESTRO – The Illustrious one





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